Ah shit, I'm sick of niggas jumpin' up choppers for your shit, tryin' to make another nigga stop ya But it's on cause you up against a real I steal niggas and niggas, I'm the real nigga
You up against a muthafucka a quick temper I'm a born killer, in you don't remember I got my but I got a different clip in it Click-click, muthafuckas, can you get it?
You the nigga that you thought you was, fool And now I'm after ass on the cool all about survival of the fittest Nigga, you did this
And now I to handle my business I got to get your ass up out the I ain't the you wanna fuck with Muthafucka, I wouldn't ya
Now look at what you with The last in this muthafuckin' world You shoulda with, I'm leavin' niggas in bodybags You shouldn'ta fucked the Brad You muthafucka, I'm comin' agg
Mr., Mr. for the nine-trey Niggas packin' nines, fuck you, bitch, I an AK Fully automatic for you hoes who wanna jack S.A. fool, and I'ma put you on your back,
no half-steppin', I'm comin' at you rough-like Shootin' to 'cause back in school I had enough fights Whenever when I bucked my knuckles up on a nigga's So you can sling em all you want but I be leg
'Cuz like I befo' I'm a muthafuckin' dreadlock fools in headlocks, givin' niggas headshots And everybody in your muthafuckin' Is tryin' to scrap up money, so they can help to bury ya
But I can give a muthafuck about your Because family ain't my fuckin' family You shoulda thought you stepped to tha Nigga in black standin' right next to ya I'm stoppin' muthafuckas breathin'
Just gimme a reason and I'ma be The trigger of this muthafuckin' Pop-pop until you drop, these muthafuckin' gunshots And your whole fuckin' family sad Don't fuck the Brad, muthafucka Brad's comin' agg
Where the at, where the cocksuckers at? (Where they at? Where they at? There go) At my gat 'Cuz I'm to heat up like a vet Chop shit down on set and then jet
And off in my soap box 'Cuz I'm down for the And muthafuckas said it don't Now which one of you hoes fuck Make your way to your
I wanna see the way that you 'Cuz by the you get your keys I'm loose, muthafucka, Lay em down, nigga, and get It ain't shit for me to em fly
So die, muthafuckas, die, muthafuckas, die, die I ain't no good guy, dog And I don't give a good guy about none of y'all I'm from the state of the gunslingers
Knockin' dicks in the with just this one finger So get your ass up in this gangsta shit And try my best to make it stank, you bitch you comin' with that fake drag You fallin' dead on ass, you muthafucka I'm agg